Can't Roll away from this one

Along with Asahi, Jiro takes time to look at both of the animals. Inspecting their injuries with his eyes, he too notices how this clearly couldn't have been a predator. The ragged slashes across the lemur were far too small for anything that ate meat. And the bird almost appeared as if its wounds were more offensive than defensive. Whatever had been attacking the duo had been out for blood, not a snack. Sniffing at the lemur, he too smells the scent of bird on the primate, but it didn't match the scent that lingered on the red bird that now perched on his sister's wrist.

Turning back to Asahi and their still-alive friend, Jiro watches as Asahi inspects the bird's injuries. He notices how the strong wing seems fine, but the other has clearly been damaged in a way that it might not heal properly. His deeper tone hums along with Asahi to help calm the bird who has since stopped shrieking and appears okay enough to continue letting them tend to its injuries.

"You really think they did that to the lemur?" Jiro questions gently though he too had noticed the blue feathers gripped tightly in the lemur's hand. He didn't know quite so much about the birds, but had seen their impressive acrobatics at one time or another. "Why do you suppose?" He asks, eyes turning back to the injured, but alive bird that continued to shiver and ruffle its feathers.